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They were dumbfounded, speechless.
A chilling silence filled the air; the sound of a silver needle hitting the ground was clearly audible. The FBI agent appearing on the videotape covered his face, afraid of being discovered.
Mike Gray was in even worse shape: he stumbled and nearly fell to the ground, his cold, stiff face turning pale as if all the blood had drained from his body.
Xu Fu put the document into the wastebasket and placed it back beside him.
"Ilya Phil, a former Special Forces member who retired after killing an innocent civilian, was later recruited by the FBI as a field agent and worked under you."
"Your men took the law into their own hands against my friend. You need to give me an explanation."
The deep sound echoed clearly in the room.
The crowd trembled involuntarily, a sense of indescribable fear rising within them, as if a terrifying creature were approaching.
Mike Gray suddenly sat down on the sofa, his eyes gradually dimming.
How did Xu Fu-Xiao fall into the hands of the FBI's internal surveillance footage? Who was helping him? Or was it a trap set for him?
He had many ideas in his mind, but he couldn't make sense of them.
The seriousness of this matter is self-evident; the impact on him after the videotape was exposed was immense.
In recent years, not only has the White House been in turmoil, but the FBI has also been plagued by factions, with shady information frequently surfacing. Coupled with the ever-increasing crime rate and a series of paranormal events, the FBI's image in the public eye has been declining again and again.
If the lynching scandal were to leak out during this period, the higher-ups would undoubtedly restrain him for allowing the public to vent their anger.
“No, I shouldn’t have gotten involved. I have nothing to do with this. It was that madman Ilya who did it. He should take the liberty of himself. I have nothing to do with this.”
"Yes, it has nothing to do with me."
In an instant, Mike figured out a way to escape, and his expression changed: his brows furrowed, his eyes stared straight ahead, and he exuded a strong sense of justice.
“Mr. Xiao, I want to apologize to you and your friends. I was too out of control at the time. I never expected that the madman Ilya would commit such an atrocity. Please rest assured, I swear in the name of God, I will do everything I can to find him.”
"The FBI will not tolerate lynching," "For those who understand the law," "No one will escape justice."
"In addition, I will issue a formal statement explaining the ins and outs of the drug smuggling case, offering my sincerest apologies to the victim, Mr. Will, and, if possible, paying the maximum compensation to these two individuals and your SHOW company within the stipulated time."
"Don't worry, you two, I will give you a satisfactory answer."
After he finished speaking righteously, those who didn't know the truth admired him greatly, thinking that he was a responsible and good official, while those who knew the inside story wished they could spit all over his face.
The most feared type of boss is one who takes credit for others, leaves others to the back when there are difficulties, and ruthlessly kicks down the scapegoat when things are bad.
At that moment, the agents present saw their superior's true colors.
Such a villain must be a high-ranking official in the FBI; the FBI is rotten to the core.
Mike didn't care about his subordinates' expressions; he was focused on getting out of this predicament. As for the rest, he could deal with it later.
“I’ve long heard that Mr. Gray is a law-abiding and righteous man (Wang Dede), and today I’m finally convinced of that.” Xu Fu made no attempt to hide his admiration, then changed the subject: “But there’s one thing I need to clarify, you really don’t know about Elijah-Phil’s mistreatment?”
"I really didn't know. If I had known, I would have been severely punished."
"But Elijah Phil is your man!"
"Mr. Xiao, there are some things I need to explain to you."
Mike's expression was serious, even solemn: "Ilya Phil is hired by the FBI to work for the government, not for me. You must understand that clearly. He is my subordinate, but he does things according to instructions from headquarters. Strictly speaking, he is a person of headquarters, doing business in Metropolis, but he is not under my control, understand?"
Xu Fu was fortunate. Having lived two lives, he had seen people shirk responsibility, but he had never seen anyone as shameless as Mike Gray. He truly deserved to be called a top figure in the DC industry; he had really broadened his horizons.
“Since Mr. Gray has no connection with him,” then I’m relieved.
Chapter 1002 Killing the Dog
If shirking responsibility is a skill, then Mike Gray was undoubtedly a master at it: he exonerated himself with just a few words, only being charged with dereliction of duty.
Deviant behavior can range from minor to serious; the key lies in the power structure.
Xu Fu was quite certain that if things continued as they were, Mike Gray would achieve nothing. At most, he would receive an internal warning, and then he would turn into a black mamba with venomous fangs, hiding in an unfamiliar corner. If Xu Fu made any misbehavior, he would pounce on him without hesitation, tearing through muscles with his fangs and tasting the most delicious blood.
He certainly will, because that's how power works.
Therefore, Xu Fu would never show mercy to high-ranking officials; he might kill them with one blow and would never strike them a second time. But for ordinary people, in many cases, he would make an exception and give them a way out.
Mike Gray, who was sitting in front of me, undoubtedly belonged to the former category.
“Mr. Gray, this is the last time I’m asking you, is Elijah-Fair really not your relative?”
No, absolutely not.
Mike Gray patted his chest and swore in the name of God: "Ilya's actions have nothing to do with me, and I never thought he would resort to vigilante justice."
"In that case, everything will be alright."
Xu Fu clapped his hands and shouted, "Linda, bring 610 in!"
There was a loud bang.
The back wall exploded, and a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old appeared in the dust of the office. She casually raised her hand, threw the middle-aged man she was holding to the ground, then gave Xu Fu an angry look and rushed out without looking back.
The operation terrified the office staff.
The FBI's residential building was made of high-strength concrete mixed with various alloy materials. It was extremely strong and belonged to a combat-grade military fortress. Not to mention ordinary firearms, even anti-tank guns couldn't penetrate it. But in the girl's hands, the thick wall was like a block of tofu. With a bang, she punched a two-meter-wide hole in it.
"Who is that girl?"
The people gathered together subconsciously asked and answered their own questions, but found no answers. Some senior agents with inside information remembered that this could not be the female alien who had wreaked havoc around the world in January.
Didn't she disappear?
How did you get back? Is it just that it's that time of year again...?
After thinking for a moment, the group looked at Giorgio with intense fear in their eyes.
Damn it, he didn't have anything going on with aliens.
Mike Gray realized this too, his eyes widened, and he even considered running away.
He knew better than anyone the terrifying nature of this alien woman: a body harder than alloy steel, virtually inexhaustible strength, virtually limitless stamina, speed exceeding the speed of sound, and incredibly powerful senses... If she were to unleash her power, everyone in the room would die without exception.
Linda's appearance cast a shadow over the crowd, which was exactly the kind of shadow Xu Fu wanted to see. The so-called "fox borrowing the tiger's power" refers to the current situation.
"Don't be nervous, Linda is my friend. She absolutely didn't mean to hurt any of you. She just prefers to go straight and doesn't like to turn corners, which is why she broke the wall. If you're unhappy, you can tell me, and I'll definitely pass it on."
crowd:"..."
Xu Fu smiled weakly, his gaze falling on Charlie standing at the door.
Do you know who that person on the ground is?
Charlie's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his expression turned ferocious. He walked over and pulled off his hood, revealing Elijah-Fair's familiar ugly face!
"You fat pig, you've got your day!"
Charlie was furious, flailing his arms and legs and spewing fury. Osman rushed forward and grabbed him, saying, "This is the FBI office, this is where they beat people up! Are you looking for death?!"
Xu Fu glanced around the room and smiled slightly: "I think everyone here knows him, Elijah Fair, senior agent, your colleague, I don't need to introduce him, right?"
The crowd was completely silent, and the expressions on their faces were absolutely beautiful.
It was only at this point that they realized Xu Fu's goal was not to take a statement, but to completely destroy the entire FBI office in Metropolitan and even ruin its headquarters.
This guy is terrifying. He clearly has a lot of clues, but he remains still, patiently weaving his web like a spider. Only when the victim is trapped and unable to move does he bare his fangs and reveal his full form.
The thought of him being my opponent terrifies me.
George walked up to Ilya, ripped the tape off his mouth, and slapped the ugly face several times.
"You also heard Chief Grey say that you were good, and the decision to lynch you was yours, not his."
"So, I want to ask, are you really not involved with him at all?"
Elijah stared at Mike Gray with a devouring gaze. If his gaze could turn into a sharp blade, he would have torn the man to pieces. During his years working for the FBI, he had risked his life for Mike Gray. He had committed countless evil deeds, protected countless mines, and even let his wife run off with someone else to help him rise to power.
That bastard threw him out as a scapegoat. Damn it, you all deserve to die!
Ilya was enraged; his cheeks were stained crimson with blood, and his bloodshot eyes stared straight ahead like an enraged brown bear.
Mike Gray involuntarily took a step back, not caring why he was there in the first place, and hurriedly gathered his men and...
"Quickly, arrest him. Elijah Phil is suspected of lynching, serious misconduct, and is extremely detrimental to the FBI's image. Arrest him; I want to interrogate him personally."
After calling out several times, no one responded except for his assistant.
The agents in the room were utterly disappointed in Mike Gray and wanted nothing more than to kill him; how could they possibly be of any help?
Xu Fu couldn't help but shiver, gave him a cold look, and calmly took a step back.
Just as he walked away, Elijah broke free of his handcuffs and stood up from the ground, his powerful body lunging at Mike Gray with terrifying force.
The deputy sheriff tried to stop him but was knocked to the ground.
Mike Gray ran to the desk to grab his gun, but Elijah was faster, blocking him and grabbing his arm with his right hand, pinning him to the coffee table in mid-air with a standard Israeli shoulder strike.
Click!
The sound of bones shattering was so clear that Mike Gray was instantly caught off guard and, like a puppet, was choked by Elijah and shoved into the ground.
Each time, the back of his head would make a loud thud against the floor; if this continued, Mike Gray would surely die.
Several senior agents couldn't sit still and rushed up to try and capture Ilya, but Ilya didn't give them a chance: outnumbered, they actually had the upper hand due to their superior physical abilities and fighting skills.
"No wonder you left the special forces, you're really talented."